The crazy monk sneered: "You are really thin-skinned, just a little thinner than the ancient city wall. Ten bottles in one mouth? Second generation? Boy, the second generation gene potion, the entire warehouse last year only had three bottles, how dare you
Open your mouth."
Lu Jing: "Uh, there are so few of them?"
"What do you think? It's not mineral water. It's a treasure that countless scientists gathered together and spent countless days and nights researching. If I didn't say anything, I'll give you a bottle of it." said the crazy monk.
"Two bottles of second generation, first generation is of no use to me." Lu Jing bargained.
"Just one bottle." The crazy monk bared his teeth.
"Deal." Lu Jing smiled.
"Let's make an agreement first. If there are other treasures in the sarcophagus besides the Nine Nether Soul-Reviving Grass, we will share them in half." The crazy monk said with narrowed eyes.
"Besides, it's not certain whether the evil spirit inside the sarcophagus can be solved." Lu Jing rolled his eyes.
The crazy monk had a new understanding of Lu Jing, and he had a comment in his heart that he was a money fan.
However, the crazy monk was not angry at all. Instead, he felt a lot more relaxed. He had seen too many capable people, too many arrogant, arrogant people who cared about the city and were unwilling to reveal their wishes. They all looked like superiors.
Don't fight for worldly things.
Is this really the case?
Of course not, this kind of people are the most uneasy.
Lu Jing is different. He is young and has potential. Although he cannot see through Lu Jing's true identity, Lu Jing is willing to express his demands without any scruples and without concealment.
Being greedy for money is a good thing.
There is no need to play tricks with Lu Jing.
The crazy monk was very satisfied with Lu Jing.
This little fox seemed greedy, but in fact, his attitude changed instantly after he explained the great cause. This shows that Lu Jing is a person with general knowledge and a sense of proportion.
Indeed, as Butcher Qin said, the crazy monk is looking for a successor. There are many people, but there is no suitable one. Lu Jing is good.
This is what the crazy monk is thinking in his heart at the moment. Of course, the successor is a big deal, and we have to look at it later.
Anyway, the first step was successful and Lu Jing agreed to join the warehouse.
Things will happen slowly in the future.
…
"Hey, little fox, where did you get the sword?"
In a blink of an eye, the crazy monk saw a shining silver ancient sword appearing in Lu Jing.
Lu Jing said carelessly: "It's in my bag. Old monk, you should also show your trump card. Don't tell me to just go up with bare hands~"
Naturally, he would not tell the old monk that the Ice Sword was a spiritual weapon second only to the immortal weapon. It had been nurtured in his Dantian and could be released in a moment's notice whenever he needed it.
The crazy monk didn't think much about it. He took off a string of beads from his neck with a smile and said, "Old monk, I have this, the most precious Buddhist treasure, the twenty-four heavenly beads that can subdue demons. Do you understand the magic weapon?"
Very proud.
Lu Jing smiled and said, "That's awesome. Do you want to give me another one?"
"Go away, do you think it's Chinese cabbage?" The crazy monk rolled his eyes.
With his true words swept away, Lu Jing saw that the Buddhist beads in the old monk's hand were indeed extraordinary, exuding righteous spiritual energy and indeed a magical weapon.
However, when it comes to magical weapons, hehe, he has a lot of magical weapons in total, and he really doesn't like the old monk's Buddhist beads.
With a high-grade spiritual weapon-level ice sword in his hand, he can make most monsters and ghosts walk around him.
What's more, he also has the Tianshi Gourd, which specializes in collecting demons.
Spells and spells are not included.
An old man and a young man came to the sarcophagus, and Lu Jing said: "Wait a minute, I will collect three Jiuyou Resurrection Grass first."
"Come here, I'll hold down the formation from the side." The crazy monk held the Buddhist beads and stood ready.
Lu Jing knelt down, circulated his true energy in his hands, and carefully placed it on the Nine Nether Resurrection Grass. With a gentle lift, a Nine Nether Resurrection Grass was collected in his hand.
He put it in a wooden box and started the second one.
After the third plant was harvested, sudden changes occurred.
"Boom~"
But the sarcophagus began to tremble.
Then the thick iron chain on the sarcophagus broke with a click.
"It's not good, little fox. Three Nine Nether Resurrection Grasses are connected to the sarcophagus. You have broken the seal of the sarcophagus." The crazy monk's expression changed.
Lu Jing put the third Nine Nether Resurrection Grass into the wooden box with his backhand, then took up his backpack to cover it, and with a thought in his heart, he threw it into the Earth's Core Gourd.
He stood up, the ice sword in his hand buzzing and trembling.
The old monk and the old monk stared at the sarcophagus on the left and right, waiting for it.
Indeed, the seal of the sarcophagus was completely broken.
He also didn't expect that the sarcophagus seal and the three Nine Nether Resurrection Grasses were connected together.
However, it will break sooner or later, so I’m not nervous.
He stared at the sarcophagus. When the iron chain broke, the sarcophagus trembled and shook, but the spells on it spontaneously ignited soon after.
Lu Jing knew that the last power of the sealing spell had dissipated.
Looking through the cracks in the sarcophagus, the black evil becomes more intense.
"Boom~"
After the last spell burned in the blink of an eye, the sarcophagus made a loud noise and exploded.
A burst of evil spirit exploded.
"Retreat~"
Lu Jing roared loudly at the old monk, his whole body was really spinning, and he quickly backed up dozens of meters.
The crazy monk also reacted slowly.
The cold evil spirit passed through, and Lu Jing felt that the temperature in the air had dropped a lot.
Looking up, I saw only the place of sarcophagi.
Exuding a dark green halo.
Illuminating the dark underground space.
It was quiet again at this moment.
It was eerily quiet.
Only the dark green halo radiated from the sarcophagus.
"Why is the old monk so silent?"
Lu Jing asked aloud.
"Huh~"
Lu Jing didn't wait for the old monk to answer.
There was a sound of breathing from the sarcophagus in front.
I couldn't see clearly what was in the dark green light emitting from it.
Only this breath was heard.
Lu Jing and Crazy Monk both felt nervous.
This sound is like a person being sealed in a confined space and spitting out a breath after being released.
Very weird.
"Go over and have a look," the crazy monk said.
"Walk."
Lu Jing walked away with his sword in hand.
The two of them arrived within three meters of the sarcophagus.
At this time, I finally saw clearly what was inside the dark green halo after the sarcophagus exploded.
"How... is this a person?"
"No one said that the devil is not a human being."
The two of them asked and answered questions.
I saw a person lying on the sarcophagus in front of me.
I can't see clearly, but the shape is that of a human being.
Wearing a weird green robe.
At this moment, the man stood up straight.
At this moment, both Lu Jing and Crazy Monk saw each other's face. It was like a dead tree, gray and black, with holes for the eyes and mouth, which was extremely terrifying.
Both of them knew that this was the Black Mountain Demon.
Immediately, blood burst out from the eyes of the Black Mountain Demon.
Like red smoke, two red mists erupted from his eyes.
It was at this moment that the sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling sounded.
There seemed to be countless voices crying miserably.
One after another, ferocious human faces appeared in the mist in the eyes of the Black Mountain Demon, heading straight towards them.